Luyện nghe bài hát No One's Iller Than Me

Artist: Eminem f/ Swift, Bizarre &

Yeah...ha ha ha (BANG!), Yeah, Kid comin' at you
and Fuzz, and Mr. Swifty, ha ha

No iller than me (wha?)
No one, no one is than me
No one is than me
Mr. Swifty from the 313...

I make rappers wanna turn into
I keep hoes lickin' fingers
Bring this competition and this meanin'
Got whole crew doing subpeonas
Hell nah you ain't seen a crew
Murder whoever's between us, pack your
Keep it close, you can't us
While your whole treat us like G's, you best believe this
I done made quadrapalegics outta these non-rappin
While the world ejects your tape, it ain't no secret
your shit sounds fake, you can't stop it my mind state
Makes it too late for cops in to stop the crime rate
I'm like Two-Face, I'm painful to then you can tell
From these shells, how I bend 'em like route canals
I erase all trails, somethin' farther from gettin'
Makes you kill an emcee yourself, you might as well
Be within a 25 to sentence, on linkin' trials
Horrified, and keep on frontin', and lose they bowels
is foul when Swift's around, vacate now
Niggas dumb enough to try to front and escape,
I'm gonna take 'gnac and drink it straight wild
Niggas fallin' in my face like milk crates, BLAAAOW!

It's Swifty the 313
Like I no one is iller than me, unnhh!

Me and and Mike
Drivin' Van Dyke
Get my dick sucked late at night by a fuckin'
Still on for stranglin' my boy Jason
be takin' my medication, it's 9 to 10 I'm facin'
Last this old man I had to blast
he tried to help me out when my car was out of gas
Ripped this old lady, hung her neck by a
Didn't realize it was my grandmother 'til I her pocketbook
Fuckin' with the white boys got me on crack
Better explain where the your TVs and VCRs is at
I done lost 100 pounds, I ain't eatin' like I should
This wounded dog in the is sure lookin' good!
Rob this little boy in his fuckin' route
Throwin' at day care centers and yell "EVERYBODY GET OUT"!
My girl beat my ass and shot me in the back a 2-piece
'cause she found out I was an affair with her 10-year old niece

No one, no iller than me
It's Bizarre Kid from the 313
No one, no one is iller me
It's Bizarre Kid straight the 313

Nobody better test me, 'cause I don't get messy
Especially when I step inside this bitch, freshly
New Lugz, give the crew hugs, two mugs
Before I do drugs make me throw up like flu bugs
True thugs, rugged unshaven scrubs
40-bottles like the fuckin' Pepsi clubs
Down a fifth, open a six
I'm on my seventh 8-ball, now I gotta a piss
I'm at these hoes that got boyfriends
Who gives a fuck who was
I'm takin' someone else's girl like Cool J does
They probably don't be anyways, do they Fuzz?
We walked up, stomped they and blew they buzz
get sandblasted
Stab your abdomen with a crafted pocketknife and spill your antacid
Sprayed your motherfuckin' up when I ran past it
Fuckin' felon, to hell in a handbasket
Talkin' shit will get you, your girl and your man
Kidnapped and slapped in a van wrapped in Saran
Get your damn ass kicked, by fantastic
Furious motherfuckers
Flashin' in front of your without the Grand Masters

Slim Shady, ain't nobody than me

I run like an ass with legs
Massive lead to leave cabbage red
Similar to your ass in a casket
spread of acid heads
Come to you like a bastard egg
That trash you said got you standin' on legs
Ask the from past the edge
Rockin' the most classic
Flashin' bread, roll down the
Bitch you got some fantastic legs, you can get that ass get red
You can get that ass get red
you get him and him, Swift you get him and him
I'll get him and him, leave the other two for my Eminem
Never writer's block, I block
My block's tighter, ante up and get top fighters
Got fired for jumpin' the counter a mop stick
Some bitch ran up screamin' GET THE QUICK!
And got kicked, now she screamin' "Stop it..."
Got clips to stop shit, rock and grab this hot shit
Wherever you shop bitch, Scooter '97 crop pick
Sick a-ya'll niggaz lookin' at me like I got
I shoot a through your optic
You niggaz don't know the top pick?
I got bricks, lose my foot in ass
And you shittin' socks bitch!
We rock shit, leave fuckin' knot split
Grab the green Al by showin' him hot grits
(No one...)

Ain't iller than me

It's the Mr. Fuzzy the 313
No one, no one is than me
It's Eminem and Swift the 313
No one, no one is than me
It's Fuzz and Buzz-arre the 313

You have now 4 ill emcees!
From the of potholes and trash
We'll blast...